Chapter 336: Chapter 298: Who Has Veiled the Celestial Secret for Him?

“Spirit Sword Master!”

Situ Cheng chewed over these four words, his face gradually showing endless astonishment.

His first reaction was actually displeasure.

“Why should our Lifebound Swords serve him as their master!” he exclaimed.

Such an attitude is understandable.

A Lifebound Sword is the lifeline of a Sword Cultivator.

Ever since recognizing its master through a drop of blood, a Sword Cultivator has been nourishing their sword day and night.

Behind every powerful Spirit Sword is the painstaking effort of a Sword Cultivator.

So, what does this mean now?

It’s like half of your wife’s buttocks suddenly belong to someone else?

Oh, you’re the Spirit Sword Master, did you ask the opinions of us Spirit Sword owners?

Lest you become not only the Spirit Sword Master of heaven and earth but also the common enemy of all Sword Cultivators!

The middle-aged scholar looked at his junior brother frowning and spoke with a smile, “That’s not what it means.”

His gaze slowly turned toward the direction where Chu Huaixu resided.

“Perhaps he has embarked on an unknown Sword Dao.”

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Inside the Cultivation Hall, in the back mountain.

Old State Preceptor Ming Xuanji, as an Eighth Realm powerhouse, could naturally sense the sudden anomaly.

He couldn’t help but frown slightly.

“What is the reason? What happened over there with the Daoist Disciples?”

“Why would it attract so many Spirit Swords, creating such a spectacle?”

Moreover, when he extended his Divine Sense in that direction, he couldn’t find Chu Huaixu’s whereabouts.

“Is this Jiang Zhi’s doing to impose a Restriction?” Ming Xuanji easily guessed this point.

So, all of this must have been caused by Chu Huaixu.

He instinctively raised his hand, preparing to perform Divination.

Then, he stopped.

The reason was simple.

After failing from thousands of miles away when he last attempted to intervene with Chu Huaixu, his lifespan had diminished severely.

Ming Xuanji now is like a pauper whose savings are nearly depleted.

Every penny spent must be meticulously calculated to ensure it is spent wisely.

Moreover, Cheng Yuyan had just left.

This bystander, Cheng Yuyan, had audaciously repeated verbatim what Chu Huaixu had said.

“Maybe one day, I’ll meet my end calculating halfway because of him.”

After speaking, Cheng Yuyan gently shook his folding fan and said to Ming Xuanji, “Elder Ming, I always feel that when he said those words, he wasn’t just boasting behind his back; he knew I would relay it to you.”

“Or rather, he wanted me to relay it to you.”

“Do you think there’s such a possibility?”

“What he wants is for you to involuntarily recall these words every time you attempt to calculate about him.”

“Yet, you can’t help but have to calculate about him.”

Cheng Yuyan’s eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at the pair of empty eyes in front of him.

This blind State Preceptor listened to his words, remained silent, seemingly indifferent.

Cheng the Scholar, adept at manipulating hearts, seemed somewhat regretful about this.

Uninteresting, uninteresting.

He sighed and then bid farewell and left.

At this moment, Ming Xuanji sat before the table, hesitating.

That night, Chu Huaixu’s breakthrough in the Cultivation Hall didn’t cause nearly as much commotion as within the Daoist Ancestor Secret Realm.

It was even limited to the Sword Cultivator disciples within the Four Great Sects.

No anomalies reached the Moon Country People within the Cultivation Hall.

However, with Ming Xuanji’s cultivation, he could sense the unusualness of the Sword Spirits.

“Why would others’ Lifebound Swords submit to him?”

Could all this have an impact on the future, on the grand scheme?

In the old State Preceptor’s mind, this is no small matter.

There might be significant cause and effect involved here!

He sighed gently, beginning Divination.

The blood gradually drained from the old man’s face, and the once-vibrant countenance instantly became somewhat pale.

His stature hunched a bit more, and the white hair on his head began to turn more frizzy and withered.

Ming Xuanji continued his Divination, muttering to himself.

Yet, as time elapsed, his expression grew increasingly grave, and ultimately even slightly ferocious!

“Pfft—!”

In the next moment, a mouthful of black blood spurted from his mouth, and upon splattering onto the desk, it began to emit wisps of black smoke.

Ming Xuanji, severely injured, had both withered palms start to tremble slightly.

His voice was hoarse, laden with endless resentment.

“Shielding Celestial Secrets!”

“Someone has shielded the Celestial Secrets regarding this matter!”

“Who! Who is it!!!”

This old State Preceptor considered himself the most adept at Divination in this era.

He considered himself the only one capable of peering into the Celestial Secrets today.

Yet just now, when he attempted to divine Chu Huaixu’s Sword Dao, nothing came through; he even suffered severe backlash!

If the previous backlash happened because he made an error using Huo Dingyi’s birth data to cast the spell, this time, it’s as if an invisible force pushed him back!

“This is not something you should calculate!”

Ming Xuanji half lay on the table, his long white hair draping down, concealing his features.

The dark blood continuously dripped from his mouth downward.

A conflicted expression began to surface on the old man’s face.

There was a trace of ferocity but also a hint of despair.

Suddenly, a sentence rang in his ears.

The words Cheng Yuyan had recounted to him, what Chu Huaixu had said.

“Dying halfway through calculating about him, huh?” Ming Xuanji muttered to himself, disheveled.

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Inside the room, Chu Huaixu sat on the prayer mat, slowly opening his eyes.

He exhaled deeply, a trace of joy appearing on his face.

“Minor Success of Sword Heart!”

He was utterly satisfied with this.

This time, without the Dao Ancestor’s assistance, during the breakthrough, he couldn’t draw thousands of Spirit Swords in one go.

He could vaguely sense all the swords around here!

But due to his limited cultivation and Divine Sense, he couldn’t—extend his grasp to them.

This sword tyrant could only take over these “nearby grass.”

For Spirit Swords too far away, he was a bit…beyond reach.

“It’s a pity, Xiaoxu is so close to me, and his Sword Box is right there, yet I can’t connect with the Bronze Sword.”

Apparently, its ranking is too high.

Besides that, this time without the Dao Ancestor’s help, Chu Huaixu couldn’t sense Jiang Zhi’s sword either.

That sword with an earth-destroying aura didn’t appear in his perception Domain.

Lately, he’s realized that he seems to have underestimated the power of the sword Jiang Zhi nourishes.

“It seems everyone is apprehensive about this sword,” he thought.

It’s as if everyone knows Jiang Zhi can only strike that sword once.

But no one thinks they are qualified to withstand that one strike!

“How is my ancestral master like carrying a built-in nuke?” Chu Huaixu jested in his heart.

Apart from Jiang Zhi’s sword, there was another sword he couldn’t perceive just now.

—Sword Venerable!

But this breakthrough brought Chu Huaixu other unexpected gains.

He sensed a very special sword.

It was too far away, so he could only perceive its presence but couldn’t draw it or connect with it.

This sword felt special because, upon sensing the sword, he immediately sensed a Grand Array!

A Grand Array vast beyond imagination!

This array covered the entire city!

“That’s the Protective Grand Array of the Imperial Capital,” Chu Huaixu immediately thought.

“So, the array core of the Imperial Capital’s Grand Array is actually a sword?”

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